This morning, some Episcopalians purchased a couple of high Cs from me, which I happily supplied. It was delightful, actually. There was an older woman in the tenor section and a giant wad of tissues in the pocket of my borrowed cassock. The good church things. A little gem from the sermon that I want to pass on and remember: someone asked a rabbi why it says in the Torah, "write these words upon your heart." Why should we not keep the words inside of our hearts? The rabbi replied that our hearts are closed. Our hearts are not open enough to let the words in. But we place the words on the surface, and when the heart breaks, the words fall in.
There were two little altar girls on either side of the steps, offering assistance with their little hands to help people up for communion. It was good church today.
In other news, I sang backup at the Pride Center for my buddy Bronwen, and that was fun. Her stuff is wonderfully personal and good, and it's nice to surrender myself to someone else's vision for a change.
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That sounds about like all the episcopal churches I've sung in. This morning's church gig was pretty intense for me, though. High drama in the bay area presbyterian churches....
ReplyDeleteWhat's it like being in Salt Lake without being LDS? (I'm assuming you're not...Don't know why)
I always say: the Mormons are like the lake. There it is. No reason to drain it or jump in or anything. Also, they make great mashed potatoes.
ReplyDeletehee......mashed potatoes are an important part of life. I would add a high proficiency in desserts, which are also important. At least Berkeley mormons excel in the dessert department. I hope it's the same there!
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